I am a witch and I practice wicca. You can usually find me wandering the woods collecting herbs and plants for my spells. The woods are my home and have been all my life. I grew up there with my family. I have 6 siblings, Willow, Sabastian, Leonard, Hunter, Piper and Phillis. I am the eldest and it is my job to teach the others about magic. I learned all I know from my mother but now it is my turn to be a teacher of magic. I am of Nymph decent and my ancestors grew up in this same forest, in this exact place where are house rests. My family and I live in the treetops in spacious wooden houses with little stick ladders to get from one level to the next. They go very high up into the trees. My bedroom is high up in the canopy. The eldest always gets the highest branch because the older you get, the stronger climber you are and there is less chance fo you falling and if by chance I did happen to fall then I would know a spell to sweep me to a safe landing. We go to a magic school which is hidden deep within the forest and it is run by old papa elf who apparently has the longest beard ever grown. He is the wisest of all folk in the forest and very old, almost as old as time itself some say. Although he does not teach us much, which is rather odd. He tends to talk in riddles and rhymes which complicates matters greatly. That is why I have to teach my brothers and sisters the simple spells that I know.

I am quite tall, as all my folk are, with long wavy brown hair, the colour fo chestnuts in the summer, I have large brown eyes and sometimes wear drapes of golden silk or sometimes green and brown, like the colours of the trees. Or if I am prancing around the forest I will wear a short green dress, which is much more practical